"Tyson! Kai, we're back!" the blond shouted, as he helped Hilary with the bags of groceries. However, he received no answer. "That's strange, I wander where they are." he ponder, putting the bags on the kitchen table. The brunette girl glanced at the clock.

"Sorry guys, but I have to go. I promised my parents that I wouldn't be late for dinner." They bid goodbye, and she left. Ray opened the fridge's door and paused, the fridge was full of food. 'What the hell?'

"Hey Ray."

"Yes?"

"I'm going to find Ty-" but his sentence was interrupted by their captain's voice.

"Don't bother, Kinomiya is asleep. So, don't bother him." Ray frown with worry.

"Is he alright?" the dual-haired teen didn't even glance as he spoke.

"Yes, he's only sleeping. I'm going to be in my room, and don't bother me." he was about to exit the kitchen, when the phone rang. The Chinese picked the phone up.

"Hello?" on the other line, Mr. Dickenson's voice was heard.

"Hello Ray, may I speak with Kai?" The longhaired teen glanced at his captain, who merely nodded. Ray walked towards Kai, and handed him the phone.

"What is it Mr. Dickenson."

"I wanted to speak with you in private."

"Fine, where?"

"Tomorrow, at ten in my office."

"I'll be there." Kai said and hanged up before the old man could say goodbye. He then tossed the phone back at Ray, "don't bother me." he stated firmly and left.

"I wander what's wrong with him?" Max said worry. Ray didn't say anything, and turned to stare at the clock, which displayed six-forty. He wanted to know whyTyson would go to sleep so early. I hope he's ok. He thought as he began to put the extra food away.

Kai was about to slam his door shut, when he remembered that he had a guest in his bed. So instead, he closed the door slowly, and locked it, not wanting for any unexpected visitors. He then proceeded to walk towards the bed, and was surprised to see Tyson's brown eyes open staring at nothing in particular. Then his gaze moved towards Kai. "Hey."

"Hi." Tyson raised his now bandage right arm and smiled, a smiled of self disgust and pain.

"Are you going to tell them?" his voice was empty form any kind of emotion. Kai merely shook his head.

"No, unless you want me to tell them." Tyson's eyes filled with surprised, but were quickly replaced by emptiness.

"Perhaps, we could leave it as a secret."

Tyson wasn't sure what time it was, as his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room. When he looked out the window, it was already dark. Oh yeah, I made a stupid choice. He thought as he put his right arm on his forehead, he stayed like that, only staring at the white bandage, remembering the day's events. He sighed, and moved his gaze around the clean room. Only to stopped them when he saw Kai sleeping at his desk. A sad smile formed on his tan face.

"Kai?" Tyson was shock to see the dual-haired teen promptly standing up, and was at his side in record time. At that, the midnight haired teen couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's actions.

"Tyson, are you ok?" worry was writing all over Kai's face.

"Yes Kai, I'm not sick you know."

"But you're not well." Kai hit himself mentally, how could he had said that! But Tyson said nothing, "Tyson!" Kai exclaimed, taking a hold of Tyson's right hand. The midnight haired teen's eyes widen seeing that blood was tainting the white bandage. "How deep did you cut yourself?" the dual-haired teen questioned softly.

"How the hell should you I know? I didn't take a ruler and measured it!" Tyson said taking his hand back, he didn't know why he was angry, but he did know that he couldn't stay here. Near Kai, nor could he see Kai's crimson eyes filled with worry, sympathy directly at him.

"Where are you going?" Kai question, walking towards Tyson and putting his hand on Tyson's shoulder. The midnight haired teen shrugged the hand away, and without turning around he answered.

"I'm going towards my room," he said, unlocking the door and opened it. "Goodnight Kai." and he left. Leaving the dual-haired teen standing there, at lastKai closed the door and went towards his bed. The teen collapsed on his bed, putting his hand on his head, he knew that Tyson needed help, but he couldn't help him by just telling him to stop and listen. Tyson right now needed someone to listen at his problems. And that someone is going to be me.Hethought.

"Tyson." If someone had heard him, they wouldn't believe how much emotion the teen had put on that single name.

Brt: Done, and I'm sorry if the chapters are short, but all of them will be. I think. Thank-you for reviewing.